The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 697

In the gift box, there is a silver-white half-finger combat glove.

Gao Yang was stunned.

Isn't this the combat glove he and Chu Xue bought at Jiang Hao's stall?

He said he wanted to buy it, but in fact Gao Yang didn't spend a penny. He accompanied Chu Xue on the non-rotating Ferris wheel and watched a somewhat perfunctory fake fireworks.

At first, Gao Yang often wore this combat glove, but after [Flame] broke through level 4, he didn't wear it much anymore.

Gao Yang remembered that the last time he saw this glove was at Wang Zikai's house. It must have been the night Green Tea died. It must have been that time when Chu Xue quietly took the glove away.

Now, this black glove has turned silver-white, but the black metal sheet engraved with a flame pattern on the back of the glove has not changed.

Gao Yang touched it gently, and it felt as soft as animal hair.

He was surprised: this glove was made of Chuxue's cat hair. The hair in Chuxue's cat form was soft but tough, and also contained active energy. Dozens of hairs could be wound into thin threads, and then the thin threads could be twisted into thin threads. , knitted into a glove.

It can be seen that Chuxue made it with great care. There are no threads on the gloves and the cuts are very good.

Her intention must have been helped by Bai Lu. If you look carefully, you will find that there are many "purple thin threads" hidden in the gloves for connection and reinforcement.

Gao Yang put on the half-finger combat gloves, and the [Flame] path in his body immediately opened up, creating a strong energy resonance with the black gold flakes on the gloves. Moreover, this energy seemed to interact with the gloves, causing slight spiritual damage. .

——"12 gold? Just these tattered gloves?"

——"It's not broken."

——"It's not called holes unless it has holes! OK? Look at the lines, the cut, and the style. They're all third-rate! And this little piece of iron, the workmanship is too rough! What the hell are the pictures and texts on it? ah?"

——"This, this is flame!"

——"If you didn't tell me, I would have thought it was a piece of daddy! See for yourself whether it looks like daddy."

——"It doesn't look like it!"

——"Look again, give me an objective opinion! Does it look like a triangular daddy? Does this place look like a shit tip?"

——"It seems, a little bit..."

Without any warning, the bargaining conversation between Wang Zikai and Chu Xue suddenly reappeared.

Gao Yang burst out laughing, smiling, and the corners of his mouth slowly froze.

Gao Yang raised his gloved right hand, gently touched the snowman's cold face, and then rubbed the soft scarf around its neck.

Damn me.

……

December 12th, Christmas.

2 o'clock in the morning, Lijiang Garden, Shanqing District.

Gao Yang returned to the temporary base in the villa. Manshe, who was remotely monitoring the Qilin Union, had already returned. Wang Zikai, Jiuhan and Hong Xiaoxiao also returned safely with Ke You.

At this point, everyone has gathered.

The dust was pulled out - although he failed to catch it, tonight, Ke also officially joined the Jiu Si organization, which can be said to be a double happiness. Everyone decided to celebrate well and hold another welcome party for Ke.

Gray Xiong held the beer and said proudly: "Our organization has to change its name again. From now on it will be called Shisi!"

"I think you are the illiterate." Man She, who has not graduated from junior high school, finally seized the opportunity to fight back: "Nine is an extreme number. The largest number can also represent infinity."

"Fart! Isn't 10 bigger than 9?" Gray Xiong argued.

"Uncle Xiong, 10 is composed of 1 and 0, so it is still 9." But she explained with a smile, and before she knew it, she had already integrated into it.

"Old Xiong, if you don't work hard, you will become an IQ slump." Jiu Han complained coldly.

"Get out!" Hui Xiong was very unconvinced: "It's not my turn to be in an IQ depression, isn't there still... canned food!" Hui Xiong wanted to say "Kaizi", but considering that his fist was too hard, he had no choice but to Pick soft persimmons and pinch them.

"Uncle Xiong...I won't bear this pot!" Can Can looked innocent, and the fried chicken in his hand suddenly didn't taste good anymore.

In the villa, everyone was laughing and joking, just like an ordinary holiday gathering of a group of young people.

Gao Yang sat on the sofa, and in a daze, he actually remembered the "welcome party" Douhu held for them when they first joined the Chinese Zodiac. It still leaves a deep impression on them.

At that time, Gao Yang simply hated Uncle Hu, but now, Gao Yang is only grateful to him.

Douhu was the first person who made him understand deeply and personally how dangerous and cruel the misty world was. No matter how cruel his "welcome" was, he was also gentle in his heart.

……

At three o'clock in the morning, everyone washed up and went to bed one after another.

Hui Xiong, Jiuhan and Wang Zikai were responsible for guarding in the second half of the night.

After all the excitement, the living room had no time to clean up and was a bit messy.There was only a dim and soft wall lamp on the wall, and Gao Yang was sitting on the sofa.

Too many things happened this day, and he was extremely tired. If it weren't for his special adrenal glands, he would have fainted after saving three people.

Logically speaking, Gao Yang should be able to fall asleep with his eyes closed.

But he couldn't sleep.

My mind is in a mess, thinking of many things and people, those who are still there and those who are no longer there.

Finally, Gao Yang thought of his sister.

He is most worried about Gao Xinxin, so he doesn't dare to take any risks these days. He never contacts Gao Xinxin, not to mention gifts on Christmas, not even greetings.

Gao Xinxin has a newly registered social vest, and every day he posts some ordinary daily information without any trace, which is a way to report to Gao Yang that he is safe.

This matter is a secret between the brother and sister.

Gao Yang took out his unregistered smartphone and clicked on the personal homepage of "ss" through the traceless network.

He found that at 8 o'clock last night, ss updated a dinner photo.

A very ordinary bento and a red apple. The rice ball in the bento was shaped into a Christmas hat.

Below the photo are five simple words: Christmas Eve, may you have peace.

Gao Yang felt warm in his heart. He didn't like it, didn't even dare to look at it twice, quickly exited and turned off his phone.

Gao Yang took a deep breath and tried to fall asleep, but he still didn't feel sleepy.

"Captain." At some point, the sound of a can came to my ears.

Gao Yang looked up and saw that Can Can was wearing a red coat that didn't fit well. Seeing her outfit, Gao Yang misunderstood and said, "You don't have to stay on duty today, right?"

"No need." Can Can suddenly blushed: "Haha, am I wearing too much?"

"There is heating in the house." Gao Yang said.

"Yeah, no wonder it's a little hot." Can Can said, unbuttoning his coat.

She explained stiffly: "Tonight, I will sleep with Hong Xiaoxiao again tonight. There is no extra bed for the time being, so I won't sleep. Hehe, I will catch up on my sleep during the day."

Gao Yang nodded and said nothing.

Seeing that Gao Yang had no intention of sleeping, Can Can walked over carefully and sat down next to him, keeping a polite distance.

"Captain, can't you sleep?" she asked.

(End of this chapter)